Catch 23..................

Here at this anglers paradise, with fish breaking the water's surface sending tell-tale ripples silently away, with dragonflies hovering over the stillness of the waters, swallows swooping and diving with never a sound, rabbits ever attentive to my every movement, and geese and their young sailing gently, smoothly, silently along. No man stands but I.

The fishing boats lie wasted, as still as the day, and a sign stands before all.